William steps out onto the patio to see what's going on and why Fletcher looks like he got into a fight with Frosty the Snowman. The girls look just as bad, but he rather expects that from children.
He looks at the scene in front of him, his brother chasing an alternate and Sarah around with snowballs, with yet another alternate somewhere in there and it rather seems a free-for-all, doesn't it?
William looks at his wife. "I see the children are playing," he says blandly.